The sounds he can see from his back
And his feet off the ground,
Like a ghost in his eyes now will he?
Run alive through the light,
He don't feel anymore,
As the sirens blaze and all the children dance.
He's got what it takes to make it.
But do you feel content?
Because God loves all the children
But only children who repent!
The sounds he can feel with his lips
And his head in a jar,
As the voice in the red cries "will he?"
Run alive through the light,
Run as fast as he can as the sirens blaze
And all the children dance.
He's got what it takes to make it..
And his feet off the ground,
Like a ghost in his eyes now will he?
Run alive through the light,
He don't feel anymore,
As the sirens blaze and all the children dance.
He's got what it takes to make it.
But do you feel content?
Because God loves all the children
But only children who repent!
The sounds he can feel with his lips
And his head in a jar,
As the voice in the red cries "will he?"
Run alive through the light,
Run as fast as he can as the sirens blaze
And all the children dance.
He's got what it takes to make it..